Ina blushed a good deal, and smiled rather tremulously when her turn came and her little hand was enveloped in the man's eager one. "I--didn't know--I didn't--" she stammered. "No, you didn't, did ye, honey?" said the major, in the broadest of Southern drawls. "No, ye didn't. The old fellow thought he'd surprise ye, honey." The man's face and voice were as frankly expressive of delighted love as a boy's. "Arthur," said he, "over with ye to the front seat and let me have my sweetheart in here with me. I want my arms around her. Not another minute can I wait. Over with ye, boy!" Carroll threw open the carriage door and sprang out. "Jump in, Ina," he said, and placed a hand under his daughter's arm. She gave a smiling and not altogether unhappy, but still piteous, look at him, and hung back slightly. "Jump in, dear," he said, again; and Ina was in the carriage, and there was a sweep of a long gray-clad arm around her and the sound of kisses. "Now, Charlotte," said Carroll, "get in the front seat. I will walk the rest of the way." "No, papa," Charlotte replied, "I will walk with you. I would rather." So the carriage rolled on, and Charlotte and Carroll followed on foot. "Did you expect him, papa?" asked Charlotte. "No, honey. The first thing I knew he came up to me on the ferry. He came on this morning; he has been in New York all day. I guess he wanted to buy something for Ina." "Her ring?" asked Charlotte, in a slightly awed tone. "Very likely." "Papa, is Major Arms rich?" asked Charlotte. "Quite, I think, dear. I don't know how much he has in reality, but he has his pay from the government--he is on the retired list--and he owns considerable property. He has enough and to spare, there is no doubt about that." "So if Ina has things and people trouble her for payment she can pay them," remarked Charlotte, thoughtfully. "Yes," said Carroll, shortly. He quickened his pace, and Charlotte made a little run to get into step again. "That will be very nice," said she. "Do you think he will be good to her, papa?" "Sure as I am of anything in this world, dear." "It would be dreadful if he wasn't. Whatever else Ina or any of us haven't had, we've always had that. We've always lived with folks that loved us and were good to us. That would kill Ina and me quickest of anything, papa." "He will be good to her, dear," said Carroll, pleasantly. He looked down at Charlotte and laughed. "It's all right, baby," he said. "She's got one man in a thousand--one worth a thousand of your old dad." "No, she hasn't," said Charlotte, with indignation. She caught her father's arm and clung to it lovingly. "There is nobody in the world so good as you," said she, with fervor. "I wouldn't leave you for any man in the world, papa." "You wait," Carroll said, laughing. "Papa, you don't wish I were going to be married too? You don't want me to go away like Ina?" Charlotte demanded, with a sudden grieved catch in her voice.